DISCLAIMER: I don't own them. Shame.

Author's Note: Yeah, this was inspired by my friend's chattering about a LiveJournal RP she's on. Sis absolutely adores it, and it sounds pretty cool. "I just wish there were more fanfics for Ouran and Fruits Basket though…" she'd always say. So Sis, here you go. Totally dedicated to you, babe. Shel thought you'd enjoy it, so… TADA! Keep in mind; I was pretty tired when I wrote this though… Also, it's not completely canon, and the characters may seem OC. Yeah…

Here's To Tomorrow:

The Old Playmate

When he had met the twins he really had no idea how to feel about it. They were identical, and so they were hard to distinguish which was which. After spending sometime with them he began to learn the small differences.

One was able to think of all the devious little plans for the pranks they liked to play, while the other soothed his brother's damaged ego when it was hurt. One liked kiwi and ate it like an apple, while the other could never get enough of pumpkin flavored pocky. The other had no idea what to do when an emergency situation came up, while the other knew that panicking when someone got a paper-cut was not the way to go.

He had known the twins since they were little. They grew up together, basically. He was a frequent playmate when they were young. His adopted father had known their parents from school, despite them being in the younger years, and so had thought his son would be great friends with the twins.

His father was right, to a degree. The twins loved playing pranks on the older boy, especially when it resulted in his face turning quite red in anger. They always apologized in the end, not wanting their only willing victim to suddenly stop playing with them.

As they all grew older, they moved apart. He went to one school, and they went to another. Every once in awhile, he would get to see them… but they were changing. The twins were more concerned about each other rather then their former playmate. And, though it made him sad, he accepted that this was the way things would be now.

Communication between them became quite sparse once they were in middle school. Occasionally, a phone call would be made to him, the twins telling him of their latest prank. Random pictures would be sent in the mail, of two un-smiling faces. That was all he ever really got from them. Sure, on his birthday there was the small gift or two, but that was all.

So when they were entering their final year of middle school, he was surprised to one day find the twins standing on his door step. Neither had ever been to his house, so he was wondering what inspired the visit. When they told him of the new club they were now a part of, he was shocked. After being asked why they felt they had to see him in person to tell him, they both blinked and shrugged.

Apparently, they were unsure as well.

After that day, the twins were frequent callers again. Visits to his house were often made, and he in turn would visit their home too. He would receive random things in the mail again, more often then before, but of smiling faces this time, including their fellow club members. The twins were changing again… but his time he was being welcomed back.

Sometimes, the calmer of two would visit him alone. Other times, the master prank planner would come over for a video game. Whichever twin, there were always pleas for advice. Neither knew how to act around their fellow club members really.

That was when he determined he was being used, if even just a little.

He convinced his father to going on a training trip for four months after his self-revelation.

After that, he moved in with his older cousin and started high school.

He did not hear from the twins often after that. His dad must have given them his new number, for they called every once in awhile. But life felt as it did when the twins were growing apart from him.

So once more, he was surprised to find the twins sitting on the porch when he returned home from school. Both were smirking at him when he paused and blinked at them in confusion. When he was ready to ask them why they were there, they stood up and dusted off their blue blazers of imaginary dust.

"Nya, Kyozilla, there you are," Hikaru Hitachiin stated, wrapping his arm around the taller boy's shoulders. He smirked at the old nickname from their childhood. "Have you been hiding from us?"

"'Cause you know, that isn't very nice," added Kaoru Hitachiin, his own arm wrapping around the other redheads waist. Smirking, he too decided to use another childhood nickname. "We've both missed you so much, Pretty Sailor Kyo."

"What can we do without our favorite toy?" the twins exclaimed simultaneously, both laying their heads on the taller redhead's shoulders with large grins on their faces.

Growling, Kyo Sohma shrugged his way out of the twins embrace and the usage of his old nicknames. He had always hoped the two would forget their impromptu cosplaying as children, but really he should have known better. Turning to look at the two, Kyo frowned as he wondered what the hell the two were doing at his house. "Why are you here?"

"What, we can't see our old friend?" sighed Hikaru in fake misery.

"We were lonely without you," Kaoru falsely cried.

Kyo gave them both blank stares. "Sure."

Turning, Kyo prepared to walk into the house when both his arms were suddenly grabbed. He was ready to start shouting when he felt the twins lay their heads on his back, like they use to when they were scared when they were little. Pausing, Kyo sighed. "What is it?"

Kaoru answered for himself and his twin. "We… we really did miss you Kyo. It's been awhile. It hasn't been the same…"

Hikaru took over for his brother. "Why… haven't we heard from you in awhile… You… you don't like us anymore?"

Kyo sighed. Pulling himself from their hands once more, he turned around again. Laying his hands on their lowered heads, he tousled the shorter redheads' hair. "You didn't seem to need me anymore. I was just the playmate, you didn't need me around. You were both growing up on your own."

The twins heads shot up, both looking at Kyo with wide-eyed surprise. Kaoru jumped forward to wrap his arms around Kyo, burying his head in the taller boy's shoulder, and began to tremble. Hikaru glared, his own hands clenching.

"W-we always needed you! You were always there for us, and suddenly you weren't! You can't do that to us!" shouted Hikaru, his face red.

Kaoru merely tightened his grip around Kyo at his brother's words.

Sighing once more, Kyo wrapped his arms around the more sensitive of the twins. It had always been that way: Kaoru the sensitive of the two and Hikaru the confrontational one. Both of them were… important to him, and so he had learned how to handle both of them, so that he would never hurt them. But every time he thought they did not take him seriously…

…they went and proved him wrong.

"I'm sorry," frowned Kyo, looking Hikaru in the eyes. Kyo tightened his own grip on Kaoru. "I'm sorry that you felt that way; but you left me first. You acted like you didn't need me, so I assumed you didn't. I wasn't about to stick around, when you didn't want me anymore. …it would have hurt too much otherwise."

Looking up from his position, Kaoru blinked. He laid his forehead against Kyo's chin, choosing to say nothing and letting his actions speak for him. Hikaru's eyes widened at Kyo's words, and he too moved forward and held on to his twin and former playmate.

"I-I didn't ever mean it," Hikaru whispered. "We never meant it. We just… don't know how to act. It's different."

Kaoru nodded his head, agreeing with his brother's words.

Kyo found himself sighing again, and moved one arm to wrap it around Hikaru as well. "That world of 'us' again, huh? I guess it's going to be awhile until you grow out of it."

"Yeah," sighed Kaoru, speaking for the first time. He stared at his twin sadly. "It might be… a long time. But, we're trying now Kyo. We really are."

Grinning, Kyo squeezed the twins. "I suppose you are, if you guys actually showed up here to confront me. Something has already changed."

Hikaru smiled. "Haruhi…"

"Hmm, who's Haruhi?"

Kaoru laughed, looking up at the taller redhead. "Our new classmate; she can tell which one of us is which, and she even slapped Hikaru once."

"Kaoru!" growled the other twin.

Laughing at their antics, Kyo released the twins. "My hero. I must meet this Haruhi if she can let Hikaru have it."

"Kyo!"

Both of them laughing, Kaoru and Kyo backed away from Hikaru. He made to grab them both, but they always jumped away at the last minute. Hikaru gave up, and crossed his arms as he glared at the two.

"Kyo-kun?" called another voice.

Turning his head to the side, Kyo found that Tohru and Yuki had caught up with him at last. He had kind of rushed off from school for no reason. The two looked curiously at the twins, who looked at the pair in interest as well.

Tohru looked at Kyo in confusion. "Is everything alright?"

Kyo grinned. He looked at the twins, who looked at him in return, large smiles on both their faces. Turning back to Tohru, Kyo answered. "Now it is."

And it was; for now, at least.

End of Part One.

Another Author's Note: That's it. Seriously. …well for now. My brains pooped, and I wanna go to bed. I promise Sis, I'll have more chapters added to this thing. Eventually. I plan to make this sometime soon a Kyo/Kaoru thing, with Hikaru as a best buddy to Kyo. Also, again, maybe a little OC. But I promise it'll make sense soon.

Everyone else, especially anyone who's read my previous stuff… I PROMISE I'll have some new stuff up. Another Thing will be a one-shot series featuring Kyo/Haru. I've got Gundam Wing on the brain as well. Er… there's other stuff, but honestly, I don't remember.

Oh, and if anyone is honestly interested in what I meant in my earlier comment about the LiveJounal RP, check out the site I'll be posting in my bio. It's such a lovely site. I figure it can't hurt to promote a little…

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